Entrapta X Hordak Novels & Stories

Stephano's lower lip curved upward to the side to show a devilish smirk. “...P-please...why am I-I tied...up li..like this Mr De...Luan?” Harvey asked barely audible as he fought to keep his eyes from shutting forever. “Does the name Angelique Queens ring a bell?” Harvey's once half closed eyes immediately widened like large saucers once that name reached his eardrums. Stephano didn't miss to spot the shock on Harvey's face. It only meant one thing. He was the bastard after Angelique's sanity. His Angelique.

He know most of his grandma's guards works for his step grandfather, since his step grandfather was his enemy, and had access to his Grandma's stuffs and that include her security's. "Hardy was a snitch, and he was one of mine, part of the good ones I thought, turns out he was a bad egg. I think our security have been infiltrated, when I come back I'm going to start fishing them out. So I'm just being cautious, I don't think you should send any guards over, Luca already did." He said to her. "That's good, when are you coming, have you decided on a date yet? You know it's no more safe for you out there." She said in a low tone.

Eve concluded, before looking at the three for any question they might have. This was secret information that she had given out here, anything to get her a secured position in that organization she's willing to do that. "And if it doesn't work?" Caleb asked. "I don't think you are forgetting that Mr. H is the bridge securing this information from leaking to headquarters. We need to find Pandora before our oppositions do that." "You heard the lady,Caleb. B is working on it."Mr. Alcantara concluded, before he pressed a bell and a tray of food was pushed into the room.

They looked to be wearing exactly the same outfits as the red party, but in dark blue, and the first in the line held a blue banner trimmed in silver, embroidered with a mountain and an artistic tree. The clear, heavenly sound of a harp caused me a chill. A transverse flute joined it as to make me cry. Silvia breathed really deep and started down the stone steps slowly, composed like a true queen. From the other side, the male half of our blue party started up their flight of stone steps to meet us halfway —oh, the metaphor and the memories!— to enter the amphitheater. When Silvia reached the landing, the guy carrying her banner looked at her with a smile that was a funny mix of proud, lovin

The Witches of Fortuna had arrived. Chaos erupted. Milak summoned a barrier of wind, pushing the intruders back, but they countered with dark magic, shattering his defenses. Zara's healing light flared, attempting to protect her family, but the Fortuna witches were relentless, their powers fueled by malice and a thirst for domination. "Run, Aqua!" Zara cried, her voice breaking with desperation. She pushed Aqua towards the back door, her eyes pleading. "Go to Aunt Cleo!"

DANIELA’S POV I stayed rooted on the edge of the couch, every muscle tight as a bowstring. The cushions felt too soft, too civilized for the rot I could still smell clinging to my boots. Gloria sat across from me like we were old friends catching up over tea, her back straight, hands folded neatly in her lap. The candlelight danced across her face, softening the sharp angles of her cheekbones but doing nothing to hide the steel in her eyes. Then she continued, "Packs in the forests, covens in the hidden glades. We traded knowledge. Shared rituals under the full moon. Balance." She paused, lips pressing into a thin line. "Then the wolves grew greedy."

Her back hit the plaster with a dull thud, and for a heartbeat, the world went still—charged, electric, like the pause before a storm. Then, the door behind me creaked too slowly to notice at first—until it suddenly burst inward, catching me off guard. The edge shoved into my back, forcing me forward against her. our bodies collided with more force than either expected—his chest pressed hard to hers, breath tangled in breath. Her gasp shot through the tension like a spark in dry grass. I froze. Not out of fear—but out of the dizzying collision of adrenaline, fury, and something else, something far more dangerous.

Ethan prepared his recorder he needed for interviewing and approaches Allen first. "Good day Mr. Allen Kye Collymore, I'm Ethan Rhy Verlice, a news writer from EBK." Ethan introduced as he showed him his I.D. Allen rise an eyebrow before nodding in confirmation, knowing he's the guy who's with Primo in the convenience store last night.

she extended her hand and covered the camera lens. "Do you want me to sue you?, you can't take my pictures" Vivian insisted. "Okay, I'm sorry for not introducing myself" he brought out a business card and handed it to Vivian "My name is Travis and I work with Elite modelling agency" Vivian parted her mouth in shock and closed it immediately. Elites modelling agency the biggest modelling agency in LA. Is this her dream Infront of her? she asked herself.

A few heads turn. “Alright, alright.” Braden grumbled, “What's up with you?” He slid his hand into his pocket and pulled his phone out. I snatched it off his hand, scrolled through his apps and tapped on his I* app. My throat felt impossibly dehydrated, and my heart hammered so fucking hard against my ribs I thought it might explode. The phone shook in my hand as I quickly typed @thelegendarytateparker in the search bar. My heart sank.